Best Mannerisms Poems

Superbly agile and acrobatic creatures.
Quirky zigzag moves and mannerisms.
Unique techniques for stealing seeds and nuts.
Incredibly strong front incisors that keep growing.
Really smart, mischievous and very entertaining.
Ready to rob and tackle any bird feeder, even squirrel proof.
Extremely resilient during harsh winters.
Loud chirping and chattering when near...

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Not friend of man or beast, or kind to any soul, 
not even their own. 
Perhaps compassion deserted them, along with reason
leaving not even an even-tongue..
in a dangerous clouded head.

Or maybe found under a curse from a long ago wrong., 
cast at birth or last...

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I was an odd little girl.  At a very early age writing, and seeking out nature.  I
loved to wander libraries and art galleries, while other little girls played with
dolls together. A loner, lost within my thoughts.  I grew up to be a...

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each grain of sand, every molecule
has rested on Earth since time began
raindrops now fall and dampen my hair
once part of waves rushing through mom's hands
 
a universal tie binds us all
without exception, we are matter
comprised of resources long existing
our consciousness?  part of this batter
...

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Prologue 

Of the alchemist’s physique I expound upon thee
A white feathered cap wore he jauntily, cocked to a side.
His sight like a moles’, aided by technology.
Shoulders broad with features fair
Emerald eyes he had with a lion’s flaming hair.
Also a nose of kingly report, a boon...

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You adore the reflection you see
So beautiful you are, so pure your beauty
I see through the crack in the door 
Brushing your hair so devotedly!

I know to them the favourite you are
Your eyes glisten like far away stars
I know that to them their angel is...

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You stir your latte slowly
an old habit of yours
a delicate studied frown.

I wonder when your mannerisms
became perfectly packaged
fashion statements?
When did you turn a camera
inwards into your scripted life?
Just when did you begin
to act-out this caricature?

As you turn your spoon,
as you gather together
your carefully prepared replies,
my...

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Question my mannerisms, do you cause me
Kindness, should be shown to no friend
Reciprocation, will their beliefs differ
In vain, will all my acts become
As if trust, can be nurtured by none
Relationships prove worthless

A resident was my heart, of yours
Care, did you show little 
Every deceitful word...

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They met aboard a cruise one summer day;
     their days and nights were filled with ecstasies.
          Like 'two peas in a pod' they both gave way
to letting love fulfill their fantasies.

So much...

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A rhyming thank you written in verse
To the wonderful women and men who work as a nurse
They do so much more than just first aid
Considering their responsibility they should be better paid

They assist in the process of creation
They are even responsible for drug calculation
In crisis...

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The priest who wants to rest
went fishing with his dear cousin Nora
A very nice lady, ginger and intrepid.
Today she adopted a Turkish Angora

The priest who wants to rest
took a shower early which he enjoyed
The water he truly liked, it was tepid;
and he sang an ode...

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My husband is a shooter,
Which isn't always fun,
As every weekend 
He's out somewhere with his gun.
So quality time together 
Can sometimes be quite sparse,
"But I have to have a hobby."
He tells me with a laugh.

Our daughters getting married
To a super guy called Tom,
Has he any...

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I required my tea cooked for me and assisted since I had Cerebral Palsy, so I asked Thomas my care robot to come from the other room. We could relate well, partly because we layons have chips in our brains which let us change the...

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Unquotable quotes: Teachers – XXI

The pupil, the ***** and the walnut tree, the more the teacher beats them, the better they be.
In the old days, teachers were born to the métier like poets; today softwares do the teaching for them.
A teacher a day makes the...

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In the void, sipping the zoid,
with mental properties of tripping on the spiral.
Falling down the tail of lions, awkwardly spinning.
With upside down tunnel vision leaking through.

Solidifying all matter that matters,
melting into the walls of your brain.
It tickles all the raindrops dripping in your eyes,
satisfying your...

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